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The light from the corridor sneaked into the dark ward through the slender glass on the door.

Be the only bright spot in the room.

"What are you looking at?"

Chen Fang followed her eyes and glanced coldly at the door.

As early as when she was pretending to sleep and he was about to get up and leave, he spotted the tall shadow outside the door.

That's why he chose to stay, and then kissed her in the eyes of the man outside the door.

Upon hearing Chen Fang's inquiry, Song Weiyu hurriedly turned around like a caught thief. He buried his face in Chen Fang's neck and held him tightly.

"nothing."

The confusion and scruples in her heart were mixed with the pain of the sword. She urgently needed a reassurance, "Chen Fang, do you love me?"

Chen Fang looked at her, the moonlight was shining on her smooth face, adding an invisible haze.

His probing eyes wandered over her brows inch by inch, trying to dissolve the hazy layer that made him feel uneasy.

Before that, she had no reservations about him, whether it was trust or love. Although she had no legitimate identity, her preference was enough to make him feel at ease.

But when I kissed her tonight, she was distracted.

Moreover, now she even asked him if he loved her. She knew the answer and would never ask him before.

Chen Fang stretched out his hand to lift her chin, looked at her delicate face, frowned, and his eyes were filled with displeasure: "Why do you ask that?"

She was forced to look at him and saw the displeasure in his eyes.

"Why are you unhappy? You can't even ask?"

"You know the answer."

"Then I want to hear what you have to say."

Chen Fang looked at her crooked smile and felt better. He grabbed her hand, put it into his shirt, and pressed it on his chest.

"More than love, you are my life."

Song Weiyu's cool palms were close to his chest muscles, and there were bulges under his hands.

She was stunned for a moment before she realized what she was doing, and she explored inch by inch with her fingertips. There were scars on the hard muscles.

I felt a thick bullet hole under my collarbone.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. Even the moment I was hit, I didn't feel any pain."

He was just glad that the bullet didn't hit her, and that the knives didn't hit her.

Song Weiyu looked at his deep eyes, took out his hands to unbutton his buttons, until his strong chest was exposed, and saw the evidence on his body that he regarded her as his life.

She confirmed again that he would always be the one who could give her a sense of security. Moreover, she will never be able to pay back the injuries she suffered in her lifetime.

She kissed the scar.

"Chen Fang, I will never leave you, never."

After saying this, he raised his head slightly, looked at his smooth jaw and asked: "There is something wrong with you tonight. Do you already know that Fu Haitang filed for divorce with me?"

He was too presumptuous tonight, he must have known something.

Only divorce can make him take such initiative.

"Yes, I understand."

"I know he filed for divorce. In fact, I originally thought that you would be safer with him protecting you. But when I saw you a few days ago, you were clearly tortured by him. I regret it. That night, I didn't It’s time to go.”

That night, Fu Haitang said that he should not let her wait. There was no possibility of him escaping unscathed.

So he was afraid, afraid that he would hurt Song Weiyu.

"You don't know how scared I am. I'm afraid that you will be hurt by my enemies. I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back in two years. I'm afraid that a corpse will be waiting for you. So, I thought that night, as long as you are safe, no matter who you are around, even if It doesn’t matter if I never see you again.”

Rather than living a life of fear with him, it would be better for her to stay and continue to be Mrs. Fu.

His words reminded Song Weiyu of all the sacrifices he had made regardless of his life over the long years.

Those real, flesh-and-blood memories sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, quickly growing and filling her heart.

Without her, Chen Fang would not have lived such a tiring life. He had no attachment or weakness. It was him who used nameless ropes to imprison him for 30 years, becoming the only soft part of his body, a beast covered with fangs.

She has to be responsible, not only responsible, but also to love him well.

She smiled in relief and listened to his tirade.

She bit his lip lightly, with a sly look in her eyes: "This is the first time I heard you say so many words. The last time you confessed to me...it seemed to be ten years ago, right?"

Chen Fang licked the lips she had just bitten, "Why keep talking about things that haven't changed?"

Song Weiyu sighed inwardly, he always said nothing, cried or made trouble.

If you treat him well, he will suffer; if you treat him badly, he will feel that he deserves it.

"Chen Fang, don't impose your thoughts on me. The stability you think is not what I want. I want you to be safe, I want to see you and touch you every day. Even if you are injured one day, I will I want you under my nose. I don’t want you to hide out of my sight and heal alone. Twenty years ago, I almost lost you, and now..."

"Then if I die suddenly one day, what will you do?"